I stared into the mirror, watching the tears fall from my cheeks to the white marble sink top. My eyes were glassy and my nose was red. I looked like hell, but what could I do? I gingerly pulled the ends of my robe away from my naked body and let it fall to a puddle of black silk on the floor. It hurt as I hitched my breath. The bruise across my abdomen was turning an ugly dark color that I couldn't quite name. Biting my lip, I tried to choke back another sob but it came out as a strangled cry.
Seconds later she heard a knock on the bathroom door and watched as it opened a crack. "Hey Kara are you okay? I thought I heard you..." Laurent stopped midsentence as he poked his head in, his eyes zoning in on the ugly bruise. Opening the door completely, he stepped. "What the hell happened to you- did he do this to you?" I picked up my robe and held it up to me, taking a step back.
"Laurent, please, it was an accident, he didn't mean-"
"How the fuck is that an accident K?! Jesus you're lucky you don't have a broken rib! I'm going to kill him, where the fuck is he?" His blue eyes were bright with hatred and for a second I was more afraid of my old friend than I was of Jason. He slammed his hand on the sink and yelled for me to answer.
"I don't know," I finally answered, "but he's gone now. He broke up with me Laurent, it's over, so let's just forget about it okay?" He ran a shaky hand through his long blond hair and I wasn't sure if was going to listen to me or not. He came closer, inches from me, and cupped my face.
"Listen to me K, you are a beautiful talented woman, They best I've ever met and I don't...I don't want to see this happen to you again. Brushing my hair away, he kissed my forehead. It was so tender, so different from Jason. He rested his forehead against mine. "Please...I hate seeing this," his hand went to my bruise, and his fingertips grazed it gently.
I lifted my head and kissed him gently on the lips, unsure if it was okay. His tongue darted out, tasting me on his lips. "Ohh K..." He kissed me back, firmer, hotter, better. Dropping my robe, I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning into his body. His arms went to my back side and he swooped me up, cradling me to his chest. When we got his room he lay me gently on the bed, kissing and nibbling my left ear while he ran his hands through my hair. Moving down my neck, towards my shoulder. His lips and teeth were making me dizzy and I moaned as moved towards my belly. I had completely forgot about the bruise since the kiss and it wasn't until his lips gently touched it did I remember. Very quickly I forgot again as his tongue found my wet pussy, licking and sucking while his fingers thrusted hard and slow into me.
My fingernails dug into his hair and moaned hopelessly, sure that he wasnt going to stop until I came. His voice startled me, and vibrated into me as I gasped. "I've always wanted to taste you, now I know why." Me moaned before he dipped his tongue into my relaxed pussy and I bucked my hips as I came into his mouth. I could heel his hard cock against my leg and pulled him up to me, nearly breaking his belt to let it out. Sliding my mouth over him he moaned as I used my tongue to lick his precum off. He gently pushed me away. "Stop baby, I'll cum right now if you keep doing that..." he shoved off his jeans and boxers and threw off his shirt before he lay down on top of me, careful not to put any pressure on my bruise.
Sliding in to me I couldn't help but buck my hips, wanting more. I was so used to having to hang on for dear life, worried that Jason was never going to stop. Now with Laurent I never wanted him to stop! Cradling my head in his hands he kissed me deeply as his cock thrust into me with long smooth strokes, I could feel that rare second orgasm building inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and urge him for more, but he smiled and shook his head as he kept the already wonderful pace until I gripped his shoulders tightly and moaned as I squirted all over his cock and balls. Laurent came quickly after, moaning my name loudly.